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๐จ๐ช๐ข๐ข๐๐ง๐ฎ:ย ๐ช๐ต๐ด ๐ถ๐ฎ ๐ข ๐ด๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฏโฆ๐ช ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ช ๐จ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ณ๐บ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ณ๐บ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ! ๐ฃ๐ข๐ด๐ช๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ, ๐ซ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ข๐ณ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฎ!๐ณ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐บ ๐จ๐ถ๐ช๐ต๐ข๐ณ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ข๐ต ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฃ๐ข๐ณ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ ๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆโฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ญ๐บ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ณ๐ถ๐ด๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต๐ด ๐ด๐ข๐บ ๐ข ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ข ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ด. :)
๐/๐ฃ:ย ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ข ๐ธ๐ช๐ฑ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ง ๐ช๐ต ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ช๐ค๐ฆ๐ฅ/๐จ๐ฆ๐ต๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ (๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ด, ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ด, ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ๐ด) ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฎ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ค๐ณ๐ข๐ฑ ๐ช๐ต ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ญ. ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฆ๐ข, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ข ๐ฎ๐ข๐ป๐ป๐บ ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ณ ๐ญ๐บ๐ณ๐ช๐ค, ๐ช๐ฎย ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ข๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฅ.
๐ข๐ญ๐ด๐ฐโ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ง๐ช๐ณ๐ด๐ต ๐ง๐ช๐ค ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ช ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฆ
๐ฌ/๐: 1096
glasses clinked and cheers roared in the background. groups of drunken citizens fumbling in and out of his bar made joelโs days stretch long. until, his day was lifted up, in the doorway with a look that could be described as both confusion and disgust framed on her freckled face. ellie. she had just gotten off of her shift on patrol. exhausted, she walked slowly over to the counter where joel was, leaning on her hands, she met joelโs gaze.
โhey kiddo,โ joel chuckled looking up from the glass he was drying, draping the gray-white stripped towel over his shoulder.
โhey old man.โ
โwell, what can i get started for ya?โ
ellie opened her mouth, then stopped to think for a second.
โcoke and whiskey?โ she finally stated
โsure thing kid.โ joel placed a glass in front of her. โsoโum, โhatโs gotcha down here today? tough patrol? been a while since youโve come-โ
โyeah, yeahโ ellie said, โhard day on patrol.โ
โcool, cool, cool,โ joel muttered, handing her the glass, tapping his foot.
the breeze swarmed in the room as the wooden doors were pushed in. damn these jackson winters ellie thought while she and joel turned their heads to the door, expecting another patroler off-duty in to drink and drink. but it wasnโt. it was maria.
maria walked, no marched over to another side of the bar waving for joel to come over.
โsorry kiddo, i-um, gotta-โ
โmhmโ ellie said mid-sip โgo, go.โ
joel walked toward maria, leaving ellie to wallow, drink meeting her lips and vanishing within a second. she tried to sneak a few looks at joel and maria, yโknow, make sure it wasnโt something serious. she was right, for her split second of a glance she saw a smile, an anticipating smile, from him. huh. okโฆ she reached up to take another drink, looking a little dumbfounded when only ice met her lips. damn. ellie placed the glass on the table (idk if sheโs supposed to pay or not cause the show says its communeโฆ) and hopped off the seat, placing her hands in her sweatshirt pockets to shielding them from the cold before bracing the outside.
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7:24 displays itself on ellieโs clock in big bold red letters. god she thinks. forcing the blankets off of her before this duvet consumes me completely.ย
โโฆfuckโ she mutters looking at her clothes, in complete disarray, finding something decent to wear was going to take actual work. she brings a hand through her hair before sighing and rummaging through the piles before her.ย
it only took a couple minutes, pulling on sweatpants, long white socks, a black and white band tee (fleetwood mac if we want to be specific), and a weighted leather jacket. โokayโ she said, hair tie mouth, wrapping her hands around her hair in a last attempt to tie her already failing outfit together. sitting down on her couch, she took on the tedious task of pulling on her beat-up, dead, falling apart, mud-stained high tops. as she tyed the last knot and rose to her feet, she realized sheโd left her guitar at joelโs the week before. heโs off today right? heโs not gonna mind if i justโฆswing in and grab it? she thought reaching for the door knob.ย
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the sound of cobble stones hitting each other slowed as ellie came to a stop, face red and chilled, she walked up the steps of joelโs house and took a deep breath before moving her hand to initiate two knocks. giggling coming to a stop. wait. giggling? shit ellie thought i didnโt know he had someone overโฆi mean, well i never checked in, iโm the one showing up unannounced oh god fuuuuckkk i might have totally interruptedย s-
โellie?โ joel questions
huh ellie looked up
โis everything okay? come in, come in.โ he said
pulling her in from the nipping bitter weather outside.ย
โโฆhey joelโ she said scanning the living room for her guitar until she found it in the arms of someone else.
someone with nice hands
fuck iโm staring she realized looking up to meet this persons eyes. hair full and utterly and effortlessly gorgeous in the morning sun. a few strands frames this person-this girlโs cheeks oh god this girl ellie thought inโฆadmiration.ย
โumโฆโย
โoh shit sorryโ joel said from behind her, โmaria, told me her um neice? right? neice played piano and wanted to get into guitar.โ joel explained โโฆand shes using your guitarโ joel thought out loud, โand thatโs probably why youโre here, to grab your, ah man kid iโm sorry this totally slipped my mindโ
โโnah, nah youโre goodโ ellie interrupted. โi-um, actually, came here to-um, grab aโฆbook.โ she lied. no way she would just strip her guitar from this poor girl and definitely not one this pretty. fuck what am i even thinking!! i donโt even know this girlโs nameโhell i havenโt even been in the same room with her for more than a minuteโฆthat i know ofโฆfuck um
โthis is the ellie youโve been talking about?โ you tilt your head.
joel chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck.
โhi,โ you say, and then introduce yourself.
god sheโs pretty is all ellie can think and so kind too and her voice before sheโs snapped back to reality, realizing she just barged into joelโs house- and by coincidence your guitar lesson.ย
โso, um let me just grab my book and iโll be out of your hairโ she says, trying to be as casual as she can when she still feels the pressure of your eyes against her.ย
she forces her feet to move up the stairs and way from you.ย
when she gets back from a room upstairs, book-sheโs-already-read in hand, trying her best to sneak through the hallway to the door as fast as she can, sheโs stopped on the final stair when she hears strumming. and singing.
oh god she thinks again. itโs your voice and its angelic, ethereal, beautiful impossible to describe even if the best poets and scholars tried. fuck she was falling and youโd only uttered about 2 sentences to her.ย
she took a deep breath and pushed forward, sending a salute to joel as she exited and glancing at you one last time, catching your hands falling off her guitarโs strings, looking at her with the faintest smile. she grabbed at the door knob turning it each and which way until she was faced with the biting cold once again, forced to make the dreaded walk home with an utterly gorgeous face and pretty name stuck in her mind.
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